"Might as well maximize the spiritual material output and see if it can speed up the recovery of the eyeball's injuries. Hmm, shouldn't be a big issue."
Li Mo inspected the fleshy sphere, noticing crude refining marks.
It wasn't from the Dan Ghost Sect, but there's undoubtedly a medium-to-large Alchemy Dao sect behind it—a blood-scented great white shark.
Li Mo found it hard to imagine the sheer chaos the Cultivation World would descend into once the turmoil surrounding the No-Life Mother commenced.
"Holding the identity of one of the Thirteen Immortals really is a blazing hot potato."
Li Mo withdrew the severed finger from between his brows, and infinite darkness surged forth once again.
He infused his Divine Sense into the severed finger, and the Blessed Land Cave Heaven opened up clearly before him. Obviously, the finger's enhancement didn't require him to open a hole in his skull.
In a sense, it also served as Luo Fu Immortal's warning to him.
